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Dogs and cat
With my mom on a car on the highway. We see a disoriented dog on the other side of the road and we're afraid he may be hit by a car. As soon as we can, we turn around to go get him, but when we arrive there it is too late, this dog and another dog we hadn't seen, were squashed on the road.
A bit further ahead we see a wandering cat on the side of the road and we save him from the traffic, but the poor cat doesn't seem very happy with his new situation and as soon as we stop the car on a later point in our travel, he runs away.

1940's
We keep going through the road and at a certain point we get stuck on a traffic jam at the entrance of some town. I look around and all the cars are from the 40's. I wonder if it's some old car convention, but then I see that people are also dressed as in the 40's and everything around, buses, houses, etc, all are from the past.
I make a silly question to my mom: if she remembers people dressing like that when she was a kid and she clarifies that she ain't that old and I think "Ups, you're right, you were born in the 50's. Sorry!" The mystery of why we were suddenly in the 1940's remained.
The traffic wasn't moving at all, so we got out of the car. People couldn't really explain what was going on, but there were rumors of something terrible happening in the nearby town and of dead bodies all over. Then, an horrendous vision: a dead black baby came floating down the gutter by the side of the road and the ladies screamed and turned away their eyes, horrified.
I decide to go find out what is going on. I leave my mom behind.

Lord Voldemort
At the entrance of the town there is a property with a palace and I feel a really dark energy there, so I go inside to look for the villain. It is Lord Voldemort! Strangely enough, he knew who I was and he was waiting specifically for me. I feel confused for a while, but he had clearly gone through the trouble of dragging me to the past and to a very specific place, causing a lot of chaos, just to get me.
He magically shuts all the exits of this palace and although inside it I have all that I need and he offers me all sorts of gifts, I am not allowed to get out of there. He is working me and playing mind games with me, but I don't understand what he wants from me. If he wanted to kill me, he had many chances of doing so. I try to kill him several times, but I fail and still he doesn't kill me, just threatens me with horrid consequences if I keep pushing him.
Every once in a while he kills someone in front of me or informs me of something horrific he did and I feel my anger growing. That's when I start realizing this might be a "Darth Vader - Luke" kind of thing. He probably wants to recruit me to the Dark Side. I resist the negative feelings and just keep looking for a way to get out or to find a weakness in him that I can exploit.
(Unfortunately, this time, I can't recall the conclusion of the dream...)

6:00

I was in front of an Asian food stand that uses the same water for heating the utensils and for brushing teeth.

This a dream from yesterday, actually. But, yeah..

I saw a man, he looked like James Bond.
I was curious, so I walked over to him. I said "Hello". He said "Hi".
I asked him "Who are you?". I looked at him.
He just looked at me, like I was stupid. "You don't know who I am?"
I shaked on my head.. I had no idea.
"I'm protecting your mind, when you're sleeping" he told me.

.. and I woke up.

Type: Non-lucid
Vivid: Long

Dream: I'm standing in a airport somewhere in Turkey. It appears that I've missed the flight back to Sweden and my parents has my passport :O.

I'm now in a aircraft that will bring me to back to Sweden. The aircraft is quiet big and I am talking to a familiy that are sitting right next to me. We are talking about that I maybe have to fly back to Turkey due to the lack of passport.

I'm at the airport and I am meeting a guy that will help me get a passport for 1000 euros :O

Note: The dream ends right here. It maybe seems like a short dream but it felt like it was for ages.

I spend a few hours with an old friend and his buddy on a chouch. It was boring as shits. We where in some appartement and outside was a pretty big plaza. We went outside a few times and came back. Maybe we went to the supermarket or something.
This whole time they had to pick some girl up. When we did pick the girl up we didn't even leave the appartement. There was a small window in the back of the room. When we opened the window and looked into it there was a kitchen room with a large dinner table and a whole bunch of girls walking around and cooking and stuff.
This girl was there lol, and she climbed up trough the window into our appartement.

When my old friend's buddy left the tension was kinda gone and M started talking. While i was still bored. He said, can you go let urself completely go? Scream or something. I said sure just let me put up a tool album. We where sitting behind a computer and i magically made a tool song appear. And this song.. It was really good and it was definetly tool. But i NEVER heared this song before! (maybe it's from the unreleased album lol!) M understood what kicks me off.

Then suddenly we went back to the attic window. And literally like 30 girls came climbing trough the window into the appartement room and started dancing. All equally pretty girls lol. I was still bored and just stood there. Then this girl came up to me and asked ; "are you 6 or something?" I said. "no..."
"Ofcourse not." She replied. "But doesn't this make you horny or something." I said "sure, but what am i to do. "

Don't remember much more. Slept for 15 hours . ^^

I remember looking at my new bottle of soap and it was almost out of soap. I remember being at a hockey game.

so basically i started my dream out in an all out war with someone and i hadthe powers of a sourcerer. eventually i got tired and i remmembered just getting school and driving home to bullshit with friends. not too much later we retruned t oschool and we werte released for not diodddddddddddoing any thing rong

i am with a group of people. we are connected via friendship, or maybe circumstance, but not necessarily blood.
maybe blood too. i can't tell, or maybe i can't remember. we're not all related though. there's about 6 of us.

this epic i awoke from is fragmented, and i carry over only pieces, like a drunk night's morning. they are probably not in chronological order, but i'll try to make it make sense.

scene one

i am in the woods with the group.
we are together, but spread out over the trail. i can see the last person and the first person.
we are looking for the "bad guy" of the story. he's some king but only the word applies, he's not royalty or at least its never talked about. for some reason we know he is in a "cold room", which is a specific thing.
quite all of a sudden, and i mean ALL OF A SUDDEN a train cuts thru the middle of our group. i can't see the rest of the people, and one lady is missing. she might be my grandmother, but that's a 50/50 chance.
the train goes by, or somehow we all re-group with the train still going, and after everyone thought she died, she is here, fine, shooken up but alright.
i think to myself how we really have to be careful because the trains can come from anywhere, anytime. there are no tracks.

scene 1.5

we all go to the train station. the train hasn't arrived yet. there are two hobos who are waiting for it, to jump into the boxcars and go. there's a third man, standing and staring at us. well fuck, that's the guy!
someone says his name is "dale" or something with a D....the train arrives. he was on the other side.
me and someone else go into a boxcar just to see how it is.
it is pretty much the inside of a VW, two facing seats inside a rectangle box. kinda nice.
we get out and the train leaves. no dale and the hobos are gone.
my mom is with me, or maybe she's part of the group. she uses my phone to call someone named dale.
"wait no, now he'll know my number and know where i am!" she called the wrong dale, i had two: some guy, and THE EVIL GUY!

scene 2

we are outside a supermarket. we are coming up with some kind of plan. we go in, and everyone scatters.
time goes by, maybe i do my part in the plan, i don't know. after some time, i start to panic.
where is everyone!?? i run thru the aisles, and there is a feeling like i'm being chased or watched or waited on.
i see a boy i know who wasn't part of the original group but was part of this plan. he's running around with his cart empty, so i go up to him. he talks to me and i help him put a lot of wine in his cart.
i hold a broom. it's part of a plan.
we escape now, and run out the door. the alarm goes off, and they chase us out for a second, so i throw the broom at them. "yeah i stole it, here have it back," is what the action meant to say. they didn't notice the wine.

scene 3

i am running, running running up a hill, towards a bingo hall. i am with someone else.
we run up to the top of the hill that it's on finally and hide. we are going to try and track down where the cold room is, where dale is.
i go into the hall and it's a store. i take a magazine and when i come out and open it i realize its 300 pages of models. boring. i text heather. my mom's here. we're going to look together.

scene 4

i am in the cave/forest/dungeon/tunnel/room. the final one. the-boss-key kind of room. we will find the cold room here, and dale, and defeat him or whatever we're doing.
we are all spread out in this long room. its like mountains and forest inside a cave, inside a building.
i climb thru some of the obstacles for awhile. its just a hunt for a long time, dream-time too. climbing and climbing.
then, behind me someone yells they've found it!!! what? i'm pretty much at the entrance.... she's behind me even further. how'd we miss it?
seriously, how'd we miss this: at the beginning of the room, there's a secret ledge. there are footholds but they have no depth so they don't look real. well, they are. she climbed up 'em and at the top is the cold room!
which isn't actually a room. it's a cylindrical hanging piece of cloth, and i guess dale is inside that. and it's probably cold in there...because that's what someone told me.
well, okay, looks like i'm gonna be the one to confront him first. i grab a ribbon thats hanging from the ceiling and swing over to the ledge, grab it, and hang on. i climb up, and talk to dale.

his voice booms, like thru a loudspeaker. it is just like wizard of oz. a big big boomy death voice...actually a man behind a curtain. well actually...dale gets to talking, and the voice is completely female afterawhile. whatever?
dale asks what i want to eat, and i say a grilled cheese please...i get it, and eat it, and it's good.
now he confronts my mom, who's sitting at the entrance.
lobster! duh....he sends her lobster. she's eating, and then dale makes it rain electricity all over her.
what. what. what. what. he just killed my mom!!!!
it's still raining, and i don't want to live without my mom, so i jump from the ledge onto the floor where my mom's sitting.
i get struck by electricity balls already accumulating on the floor and more from dale. the feeling is crazy.
my whole body is conscious of every other part of my body, and i can feel my skeleton. i am my skeleton only.
i crawl to my mom, and close my eyes.
then i open them. i'm not dead...this just feels really cool. she slowly opens hers, and she's not dead, but she's worse off than i am. we sit together as dale addresses my dad now.
i don't remember what he asks to eat, but he doesn't get struck or anything bad. just eats.
after dale asks everyone in the entrance what they want, he talks to me. (he's talking in a male voice for this now, before it was very female).
he says something about music to me. recently i have wanted to try my hand at an instrument in waking life because i've never really studied music, or how it all works, or really listened to music with a musician's ear.
he talks to me about this, and scolds me by saying how i've never listened to real music.
he offers me more lemonade, which i guess i had a glass of with my grilled cheese. i say no...
my mom says "that's like a GOD and you're not accepting more of the food he's producing on his own by magic???"...shit, put that way, i realize i'm an idiot.
he offers my dad more watermelon and he lets me have a piece, now that i realize what this food is. (somewhere along the lines, dale became a neutral figure, not good or evil, and very magic...)
the watermelon is the worst i've ever had. it's chewy and without water.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

20-09-11 Fell asleep at about 01:00 GMT +1 (woke up at 07:30) after having burned through some neurology pages, intending on meeting up with Kaomea.

Shoot Out: Save the girl!

We are in a warehouse and we are aware that there are armed men. My female companion take point and take out a couple of guards on the way into the warehouse. We

We are wielding M16s, the woman goes in shoots the first and the second, but gets hit. I am at the point of view behind the shooter and I see that where she gets hit isn't lethal, rather on the hands or arms.

I think I have changed into Fox Moulder and I get really upset at the bastards taking down my partner. I empty the clip into the bad guy, maybe a bit more vindictive than I need be. I take point, I make contact with the little girl behind the desk, there is a fair amount of light coming through the windows.

I think we might be in there for the girl, I try and establish if there are more bad guys, don't think there is.
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Alternative Bus Route

I am on the bus on my way to Århus, think Ramskov or another of my friends are with me, in fact I think I have to punch in for him. I have to run across the street in order to catch the bus, and the driver seems anoyed (probably because I run out in front of him, breaking his take off) but he decides to stop and let me on board.

We have to take an alternative route, our driver seems pissed off as he doesn't like the neighbourhood he has to go through. It becomes apparent for a couple of reasons, first off al there are a lot of narrow corners and sharp turns that is almost impossible to make for a bus and secondly there are a lot of middle eastern people in the streets unwilling to move.

We end up having to go through a garage where all of us bar the driver has to get out of the bus in order to go under some wall. While in the garage a kid is acting up and I end up giving him a slap before I go back in the bus, he seems a bit upset by that and he has some friendly communication with the bus driver and I give him a remark that he should come and work at Falck when he comes of age as he clearly has some mechanical skills, he seems happy at this.
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Tiny Tennis Game

I am standing at a gas station or similar, think I might be chatting to someone when all of a sudden a tennis ball come flying over a fence across the road to where me/we are standing. I run a bit in order to throw the ball back in, but before I can reach it I see a little girl in, I believe, a pink dress/tennis outfit.

I throw the ball across the street and I see that it bounces slightly off the wall and starts running down the hill. I sure hope it won't get out on the road too much, but at least now she won't have to cross the entire road endangering herself.
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Ruminations of the waking state activation

I am falling asleep and waking up quite a lot in the beginning of the night and my thoughts are on the way my brain is activated. It shifts from being a blue rectangular area to a larger red (not sure of the shape) area. Unfortunately I can't remember which state was witch though I think the larger activation area was the sleeping state.

Notes: Tanks to Kaomea and Nephanim for the new and enhanced dream format.

Dream1
i arrived at some desrt place with many trees, i was with my mother at the time. i were waiting to drive a subaru wrx there. then out of the blue the wrx comes driving out. i noticed the doors were all thrashed and it was a golden color. i walked around a corner and was doing something i dont remember. when i got the feeling the engine from the wrx was gone. so i walked back around the corner and saw the wrx chillin up on a hil. i walked over to it and lifted the hood, the engine was gone. when i was closing the hood i noticed how perfect it fit. that was the most vivid part of the dream. i then opened the hood again and now everything was gone. it was just the body and tires there. i knew the guy who stole the things from the car i thought. then all off a sudden i was now at my house in the kitchen. the wrx was now a little rc car. it was on the kitchen table. i was about to leave when i saw a person hiding in a bag next to the car. i thought to my self this must be the dude who stole the stuff. he didnt see me so i turned the lights off and screamed and tryed to scare him then i left the room. i was now in my front yard of my house. my mom ran up screaming 'there out here' i got the feeling of people all around me and i was very afraid. i tryed to run but i couldn't. i fell to the ground and started screaming something. then all of a sudden i hear my mom ask if he was really shot, then now i was in a desert looking at a guy who has been shot. then i wake up at 1:00am

Dream 2

i was at school with my best friend B. we were walking out side then he ran and jumped on a tree and swing around it like 5 times holding on to just a limb. he told me to do it so i went and tryed to do it. but then i had the idea to to swing from the tree to the building next to it. so i grabbed a limb and tied it to my self and ran and jumped. it worked i was swing fast toward the building. i was doing this for a while. just swinging all around. when the gym teacher came over to watch me. then a whole bunch of people came to watch. when i was ready to run and swing again some kid tryed to hold me down. everything after that i cant remember.

Non-Drean/Comments Dream Lucid

12.01.2011

I am in a room. There is a white rectangular object in front of me.
"This is a dream! This is a dream!"
I wake up.

Non-Drean/Comments Dream Lucid

10.01.2011

I am near a road. Seems like i just got here from an undergound path. There is a girl nearby. I don't know her. She looks at me and says:
"The only way that you can be here with me is if i am dreaming! This is a dream!"
I was kinda semi-lucid, but i repeated it to get a better lucidity.
"This is a dream!"
I went close to her and i don't remember how but we ended up with her giving me a bj. It lasted a few seconds and i woke up.
I think this was the first time my lucidity came from a DC.


I am inside my car. I am sitting in the front passenger seat. I don't remember who was driving. We look outside the windows to see if there are any cars passing by, cause we wanted to make a turn. The windows get blurry. We wait. After a while they clear up but only in small circles. I look at the windows again. They clear up. I look right. Everything clear. Left. Full blur again! The driver makes the turn and stops the car. I am now in the right back seat. There are others in the car too. There is a girl sitting on me.
"Give me some more space guys!"
Then i notice that i am wearing a sweater with the hood on. All these things make me feel really uncomfortable. My window is fully blurred again. I do a nose RC. It fails and that surprises me!
"Be quiet!"
I try to look at my left, but there is a huge force not allowing me to turn my head. I am really nervous and pissed off. I do a nose RC again. It fails again! I feel really stupid for keep doing this. I think the others will think i am retarded or something. In the end i just decide that this is a dream (though i was not fully lucid and did not seem to have any control) and i wake up opening my eyes abruptly. Grr... I just missed a lucid...

i started dreaming last night and i was randomly in a room with one of my friends and also my fiancee, i suddenly thought of doing a RC and it worked. i was amazed as this was just a random RC, nothing in particular caused this apart from my awareness. i looked round at my fiancee and started floating from left to right chanting "im in a lucid dream" over and over.

this dream was wierd as everything i tried to do was not really working. i tried to jump through a window and just bounced off it. i tried to summon someone and nothing. i also kept having a FA but it was still the same place so it was really easy to become lucid again. i remember showing my friend my RC and saying this is what i have been talking about (because i had been telling him this in real life) then i realised it doesnt matter that im showing you this because its a dream lol.

the dream went on for ages and because my dream control was pretty poor i thought i cant really be bothered and wanted to wake up, i tried closing my eyes while lying down but then i was getting a very intense adrenaluine rush and when i was opening my eyes i was still in the dream.

other parts to this dream:-

i was outside and started to stabalize the dream by running my hands through a plant. (this was the only part outside the room)
when i was looking around i could only half open my eyes at certain points.
when i did manage to open them fully i could only see like cracks of light (i might have been looking at the back of my eyelids)

strange dream but good at the same.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was with a couple of "friends." One of the friends looked like a person who has attended a lot of the anime events I've gone to IWL. He's white, kind of pale, tall, with jaw-length, brown hair and eyeglasses. This friend was organizing some kind of theatre event. He had gotten me and my other friend to volunteer.

We had first been discussing the details of this event in some bar. The bar hadn't seemed very well-lit, and it also seemed a bit empty. Then we were discussing the details out on some hilltop, out on the driveway of a house in a residential part of town, probably in the kind of early morning.

The theatre friend said, "We'll have a lot to do. We'll barely have time to go home and go to bed at 11 AM, before we have to wake up at 1 PM and do the second show."

As I realized how much work my other friend and I had volunteered for, I saw, probably in my mind's eye, dark grey clouds rolling overhead. I told the theatre friend, "I don't think we can do both shifts. At least my friend can't. We didn't realized we'd be going all the way through 11 AM. And we already signed up to volunteer at another event. Your second show will overlap with that event. At least my friend has to go to this event."

At this point the friend I was defending may have been my brother.

I was now in a small theatre. It was either before or after a show. The theatre was only half lit. The stage didn't have any light on it at all. The area felt like a cafeteria in an elementary school's basement. The walls may have been sea green. The seating area was made up of folding chairs. There were a good amount of people sitting in the chairs. Some people were also milling around in the empty space behind the seating area.

I sat near the back row of seats and near the aisle. So I turned myself around to look at the people milling around in the back area. Most of the people looked pretty normal. But there were a couple of older black women wearing very flashy, dressy outfits. They stood out from everybody else and seemed to demand being treated in a very special way. They each sat in chairs against the very back wall, at some distance from each other.

One of the women wore a turquoise dress and hat. The dress seemed almost to have been made out of a crepe material. The hat had a big, round, kind of floppy brim. My theatre friend immediately came up to the woman and started saying all kinds of nice things to her. But I could tell he was trying to get something out of her. So I telepathically told her to watch out for the man.

We were now watching a movie which was supposed to be Back to the Future. There were a few scenes, kind of randomly put together, which gave the feel that the movie was more about a group of kids working together to create a time machine than anything having to do with Doc Brown or Marty McFly.

One of the scenes showed Amy Irving, like she looked in the Brian DePalma version of Carrie. The view was of the girl's face, framed in a misty circle, looking up toward some kind of blue, moonlight, garden light and singing some kind of rock song. The girl's eyes glowed bright blue or green. I liked the girl's glowing eyes and the rock song a lot.

There were also a couple of scenes, apparently from the future, showing some kind of time travel bridge being built. The scenes were all in some kind of way overexposed, really pixellated video. The coloring was almost black and white. But it was more like the sky was all colored brownish-grey, while all the solid bodies were pure black silhouettes.

The bridge was somehow being built backwards. I watched (maybe through time lapse?), the "tracks" (?) of the bridge being built backwards through a frame of standing columns. It seemed to be in a mountain setting. I then watched a similar process near an ocean shore. This bridge had a sign over it, kind of in an old, Coca-Cola-esque style. It said something like "B-Way Bridge" or "B'Way Bridge."

I then woke up in my room. I stood up and looked down at the floor. Something seemed not quite right about my room. I walked really slow. I could hear my breathing rushing though my head, like I was wearing a space helmet.

Something seemed really weird about my floor, like it was made out of grey-painted concrete, especially where the floor met the wall. I then saw that my table was pushed away, at least 33cm away, from my wall. I thought it was possible that I could have pushed my table away from the wall. But not that far away.

I looked up and noticed that the walls in my room were now painted green. Some of the walls were a dark, pine green, while at least one of the walls was a slightly lighter shade.

I told myself, "Well, obviously I'm dreaming. My walls aren't green in waking life."

I figured since I was dreaming I would try to fly out of my house and out and around my neighborhood, to see what kind of views I could gather. But I must not have been totally lucid. I went flying toward my bedroom "window," which was actually a thick, ornate, wooden wall. This didn't seem to register with my "lucid" mind at all.

I was about to penetrate through the wall when something stopped me. A very polite woman's voice spoke to me through telepathy. It said, "We're sorry, but at this moment we cannot access the outdoor scene you would like to experience. Would you like to have a Gothic lucid dream instead?"

I said, "Oh, well, yeah, okay. That sounds nice." But I didn't want to have a Gothic lucid dream. I just wanted to go outside, into my neighborhood and gather data on the environment. I think I was thinking that I was having an out of body experience as well as a lucid dream, and I really wanted to gather some hard evidence of it. So I was disappointed that I couldn't get out there.

Dream #2

I stood inside a room, looking out to some area like a dock on a river. It was a nice, sunny day. The dock area was all a kind of beige-white concrete. A man was out working in front of two cars. The two cars themselves seemed to be junked. They also seemed to be wrapped up in coppery brown garbage bags, or in adhesive tape with the coppery brown color of VCR cassette tape.

The cars were parked one in front of the other. Either the hood of the front car was open, or else the windshield of the front car was completely missing. A huge object like a leather suitcase, possibly also all wrapped up in tape, was jutting out.

The suitcase-like object was open, revealing the snout and tip of the jaw of what appeared to be a gigantic lizard. Just given the size of the snout and jaw, the head of this creature must have been taking up the entire interior of this car! The jaw had leathery-looking, brown scales all over it.

I was now outside, near the cars, even though I could no longer see the dragon's head. I was with another man, but not the man who had been working outside while I had been inside. That man had been like a dock worker. This man was a wealthy business man. He was really tall and strong. He carried himself well. He wore a nice suit and a clean, beige overcoat.

I came to understand that the dragon had been killed. The cars were used as containers for transporting the dragon's body. Nobody had thought dragons existed. But this dragon had been discovered by accident. Possibly it had emerged from the sea.

Luckily the dragon had been killed before it could kill anybody. But people were (or I was?) worried that there were a lot more of these dragons, and that it wouldn't be so easy to kill them every time they posed a threat.

I told the man that this whole thing seemed to have been foreseen in a science fiction book written by a Russian man. I tried to tell the man the author's name. It was something like Gogol or Sergei. Finally I settled on one of the author's names, possibly his first name, being Selkei.

I saw a view of the book I'd bought (which seemed to have the name Selkei as the second name). The book was paperback. The cover was kind of glossy. There were a lot of swirly, black and white stripes all over the front cover and on the first few pages of the book.

The author was apparently either from the early twentieth century, like from the 1920s, or else his life was so impoverished in the late twentieth century that it was like he lived during the 1920s. But his sci-fi writings had a lot of subversive political content, and a lot of it seeemed to have been really prescient.

The man with me may now have been closer to me. We were still out on the dock -- or out on some shore cliff -- but we stood behind some kind of screen-like display, like a big text display at a museum. The man told me, "You just go into places, like bookstores and libraries, and you seek out these guys, don't you? You don't know who they are. But you know what you're looking for. And you find them.

"But people think, when they see you with all this stuff, that you've stolen it somehow. They don't understand the work you've made to discover it. They just think you've stolen it all.

"This book, for instance --" The man and I turned toward some kind of black, basalt cliffside as the man opened up a wide, short book full of pages that looked like coloring book bages. The pages were all colored in. They had drawings on them reminiscent of Henry Darger. But they were apparently supposed to have been by William Blake.

One drawing showed a little girl, colored pale peach and in a pale yellow dress, against a maroon-colored hillside. The drawing looked kind of crude, and the girl seemed very lonely, especially in the context of a Darger-like drawing such as this.

I was at a school event/field trip. my friends, C, R, and B were sitting at a table with me, we were all eating pizza. R had cooked up a choose your own adventure type game for me, he asked if I wanted to be a sniper or a vampire. even though I thought vampires were silly, I figured they would have an advantage over a sniper, so I picked vampire.

R, "you are walking down the street when you hear a bullet ricochet near you."

I think about the situation, examining my options. Looking for the source of the bullet would be dumb, I would be shot if I just stood there staring.

I replied, "I make a mad dash for some cover."

R didn't answer. he made some marks on a paper and showed it to me. the four parallel lines he had made were vertical down the page, turned at a 45 degree angle for a bit, then went down again to the bottom of the page. the lines represented me and the three friends present, though I didn't understand the scoring system.

I decided to get more pizza, I wasn't particularly hunger, but it was good pizza and I wanted more. I grabbed my plate and walked to the food table, passing a very nasty girl from middle school whom I haven't thought about in years, I hoped she would say nothing to me, she was a little bitch in middle school and I didn't want to deal with her right now. I grabbed a single slice, as I turned to return to the table, she did exactly what I wished she wouldn't do, She made some trivial snide comment about the pizza and me eating it. I flew into a rage, yelling at her all the things I wanted to yell at her in middle school but never have the guts to. She covered her face with her hands and put her face down. this made me angrier, (She could make snide comments, but not handle being yelled at?) I started hitting her on the back. Someone pulled me off, the people sponsoring the trip for the school. I was sent back to the bus.

The bus driver was a really cool guy, he opened the door for me and told me about his life.